mick, i don’t know i’d throw the word coward around in quite so frolicsome a vein. 

i mean we haven’t seen his holiness the dalai lama throw himself on any hand grenades either. all due respect, certainly, to so munificent a being/no-being. there are channels! is mr. president looking mighty figureheadish lately? yessir, but …jeez…it must be like a sauna in that oval office these days. imagine obama as a sandwich-meat fixed b’tween a slice o nixon and a slice o dubya n slathered in mayonnaise, baking in the noonday sun, cameras everywhere while he signs Letterman Show autographs under the advisement of his so-called-presidential-appointed brain trust of made men n women; swimming the shitmuck of nixon, reagan, some certain clintonesque machinatings--and oh woe..bush I & bush 1¼ & said snarling henchman..who took the lion’s share (comfortable in the character, or lack thereof, of the Sheriff of Nottingham), gave it to the twisted bishop and the don and the loan sharks en masse and raped/killed Robin Hood in his sleep while Maid Marian watched on, duct taped from a stanchion, fearing for her own rape and consumption, dread in spellbound horror and perturbed anguish for her earthly flora and fauna..was once a joy to celebrate & elevate

while Superman & The Four Musketeers were far-far-away being assassinated by their own afflictions